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Auf Wiedersehn

Auf Wiedersehn Well here at last it's party time,in shorts and dirndl dress. Excitedly we travelled to the fest, a night of pleasure lay ahead. We knew from past experience, don't quaff, just savour beers. Imbibing Munichs drinks too fast, could mar the atmosphere. Laughter brings bonhomie, as old and new friends speak. Let's raise our beer steins in a toast.for now the show begins. People waving, singing loudly, while rocking to the beat. And all around the milling crowds, now dancing in the streets. Revelry with devilry, as young boys whistle, girls in short skirts coyly blushing. Talking heads surround our table, animated arms translating. Yesterday a bunch of strangers, today as friends sharing together. Listen to the sound of lilting voices, melodies from different tongues. Inviting us each night to join them, mixing beers and singing songs. Kindred spirits everyone, together dancing on the benches. Enjoying each and every moment, with an ice cold stein of beer. Trying tasty tendeloin of pork, delicious with sweet mustard crust. Ham wrapped-figs and hazelnuts, with drinks of cool spring bottled water. Each time the band strikes up-Ein Prosit, all and sundry stands to toast. Rebel rousing, crowds carousing, dancers dirndl skirts are swirling. Entertaining energetic, party poopers paralytic. Stomping feet and clapping hands, embarrassing each waitress serving beer. No one even seems to care,they carry on with gay abandon. Overacting then distracting, when outside and breathe fresh air. Time to eat potato pancakes,refreshed by water keeping sober. Once more, let's party, here we go, prancing to an oom-pah band. Musicians wearing lederhosen, people stomping feet and slapping thighs. Oktober Fest in frenzied celebration, cavorting couples holding hands. Running wildly round each table, urging all to take the floor. Rejuvenated, rock and rollers, overcoming mixed emotions. Once more before auf wiedersehn, let's dance the night away, and We will party like there's no tomorrow. 11 / 5 / 2016.

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